The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

Liu Yaoyao had just escaped from the maze, her steps were staggering but with an unyielding pride.

Slowly walk along the path that seems to lead to a new world.

The sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, scattering patches on her slightly tired but determined face.

It added a touch of warmth to this unexpected journey.

Unconsciously, she seemed to have traveled through a time tunnel, and everything in front of her became clear.

A quaint little mountain village comes into view.

The smoke from cooking fires rises up, interweaving with the outlines of distant mountains to form a tranquil and far-reaching pastoral painting.

The corners of Liu Yaoyao's mouth rose unconsciously, and the string in her heart was stretched to the limit.

With a "click", like a broken guitar string, it loosened instantly and turned into countless lighthearted and joyful little notes, dancing in my heart.

Physical fatigue came like a tide.

She felt a black screen before her eyes, as if the whole world was spinning.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "plop" sound.

This female warrior who had just returned from the heroic maze had an intimate contact with Mother Earth in an extremely indecent posture and fell into a deep sleep.

It happened that Aunt Li was leaving the village and looked over when she heard the noise.

But I saw a girl with slightly messy clothes and a few fallen leaves in her hair.

She lay at the entrance of the village in a difficult "prostrating" posture, and the scene was both funny and heartbreaking.

"Hey, whose little girl is this? Why is she sleeping here?"

Aunt Li carried the basket, squatted down with a kind face, and tried to wake up the uninvited guest.

Aunt Li shouted loudly,

"Is she lost? She looks like a fairy from a painting. How come she is so tired?"

Uncle Wang joked on the side, causing everyone to laugh.

After a hectic "rescue operation", Liu Yaoyao was finally placed in the home of the kind-hearted Aunt Li.

When she slowly woke up, she found herself lying on a bed that smelled faintly of straw.

The surrounding was filled with concerned faces, and the scene was even more "surprising" than the last level of the maze.

"I...where is this?"

Liu Yaoyao rubbed her sleepy eyes, looking confused.

"Haha, girl, you are the treasure of our village!

We found you at the entrance of the village, sleeping so soundly!" Aunt Li smiled from ear to ear, as if she had discovered some treasure.

When Liu Yaoyao heard this, her cheeks turned slightly red and she smiled awkwardly but politely.

"I'm so sorry to have caused trouble to everyone. I was just passing by here, but I didn't expect to be exhausted..."

"Oh, why bother talking about whether it's troublesome or not? What our village lacks the most is enthusiasm and warm hearts!"

Uncle Wang patted his chest, looking proud.

In the villager's home, Liu Yaoyao was arranged to rest in a warm and simple room.

The room is not big, but it is tidy. The sunlight shines through the half-open wooden window and shines on the clean and tidy floor, forming patches of light and adding a bit of warmth to this simple space.

The bed was made of soft straw and cotton, although it was not as good as the high beds in the city.

But lying on it is extremely comfortable, as if it can absorb all the fatigue.

Liu Yaoyao lay on her side, feeling the simplicity and tranquility from the countryside, and an unprecedented peace welled up in her heart.

At that moment, she suddenly thought: It would be nice to stay here forever.

When the villagers saw her wake up, they all got busy.

Some brought a bowl of hot wild vegetable soup, and the fresh aroma instantly filled the whole room.

Some of them brought some clean clothes, which were left after she changed out of her previous wet clothes.

Although the style is simple, it is clean and tidy and very warm to wear.

"Come, girl, drink some soup to warm yourself up first."

Aunt Li handed the bowl of soup to Liu Yaoyao with a smile, her kind eyes seemed as if she was looking at her own granddaughter.

Liu Yaoyao took the bowl of soup, blew away the hot steam gently, and began to taste it in small sips.

The soup is delicious, with the unique freshness and sweetness of the mountains.

She couldn't help but take a few big gulps until the bowl was empty, then she put down her bowl and chopsticks with a sense of unsatisfied satisfaction.

"It's delicious! Thank you, Auntie."

She looked at Aunt Li with gratitude, her eyes shining with sincerity.

"As long as you like it, as long as you like it."

Aunt Li smiled even more brightly, as if her craftsmanship had received the highest praise.

Afterwards, the villagers sat in a corner of the room and chatted with Liu Yaoyao about family matters.

They asked about her background and told her interesting stories in the village, occasionally inserting a few jokes, which made everyone laugh.

Liu Yaoyao was also infected by this simplicity and enthusiasm, forgetting her previous fatigue and confusion, as if she had become a member of this big family.

It turned out that she had arrived at the Sand City connected to Lin City.

The village she lived in was Lijia Village in Mutou County on the edge of the city.

Almost everyone in the village has the surname Li. Walking down the street, it feels like entering a branch of the “Hundred Family Surnames” for the Li surname.

Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, and Zhao Liu all became Li Da, Li Er, Li San, and so on until Li Jiujiu.

Of course, this is just an exaggeration, but it is enough to illustrate the prosperity of the Li surname.

What the villagers are most proud of is the Lizilin, which borders Lincheng and seems to be a gem inlaid by nature specially for Lijia Village.

Whenever the spring breeze blows, thousands of plum trees bloom.

The whole village was immersed in a white romance, and the air was filled with a faint sweet fragrance.

One can't help but want to recite a poem:

"The spring breeze has greened the south bank of the river again, and the Li family's plums are fragrant all over the garden."

However, the villagers prefer to express themselves in a more down-to-earth way:

"Oh my, this Li Zilin is simply the money tree and gold nugget of our village!"

As a new member of Lijia Village, she is very curious about everything in Lijia Village.

As soon as he recovered, he couldn't wait to run to Lizilin.

She held a branch she had picked up from somewhere and used it as a magic wand.

While walking through the plum trees, she imitated the steps of the catwalk models and muttered:

"Look at my outfit, this is Li Zilin's exclusive limited edition 'natural green' suit, environmentally friendly and fashionable, at the forefront of fashion, I am the most beautiful person on this street!"

The villagers all gave him complicated looks, wondering "Did this kid take medicine again?"

But then I was infected by her humor, my laughter echoed in the plum forest, and even the wind was a little cheerful.

It is only mid-May now, which is the time when plums turn from flowers to fruits.

The green plums are like shy children, hiding behind the green leaves, but they can't help their curiosity and secretly poke their heads out to look at this world full of laughter.

The sunlight shines through the dense leaves, casting mottled shadows, giving the plum forest a mysterious yet vibrant veil.

Liu Yaoyao stared at the tree full of green plums, her eyes almost growing to the size of plum pits.

Saliva was secreted unconsciously in my mouth, and I was so greedy.

It's like a desert traveler who has been suffering from drought for a long time and finally encounters a clear spring.

She licked her lips and said to herself:

"Oh my god, these green plums make my mouth water. No, no, I have to make some plum wine to satisfy my craving!"

After saying that, she turned around and ran towards the village brewery at a speed as fast as a wild horse that had broken free from its reins.

The only difference is that this horse is wearing a floral dress and has a ponytail.